A ray of light

someone wishes he was less of a stranger... may be better... and free...

Far off and distant, tired to see,

The person craved just like me,

Prayed and preyed in the deepest ways,

To get over his hollow days,

                    

The balance had ruptured,

Chaos grumbling,

What would he even gain...

To fathom the roots of his diseased pain,

 

Wonder without a heart,

What you see

The world straying in disbelief,

Of the mumbled words that went unheard,

 

Love was a ray of light

And the angel he saw,

Was busy making love to the sunshine,

He was left out or was he chosen?

 

The picture of emptiness,

Drawn and washed away,

Yet somehow, the dried scars

Seem to find a way,

 

And the colour of laughter was red,

Everything else black!

Broken by the plague of indifference,

Caused by knowledge reluctantly seeping in,

 

Can you listen to the choices made that

Bleed tears in silent darkness,

Searching for care in care alone,                                   

As reality tries to slap him out of it.

 

Things could have been better,

If someone just gave it a try,

But

Now the day was over,

... The sun will rise again in all its grandeur,

Yet ... nothing had changed...

Reviews

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. oh, i so love the new hues of clarity and perception in your writing ... "angels always make love to their sunshine" ... thou shall find thy angel ... but until then ... thou has poetry ... and thy poetry shines like the sun ... even if it is about despair ... for the beauty of thy written words is un-get-over-able ... happy new year ... my friend ... hope to read much more of you in the new year ... :) ...

[stars are far]

This was so.amazing...well done `_`

[Frantzuu]

Lovely piece of writing. I appreciate the effort. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Arielle Ann]

Things could have been better,

If someone just gave it a try,
But
Now the day was over,
... The sun will rise again in all its grandeur,
Yet ... nothing had changed...
As usual another masterpiece...you are a natural with the pen...
"Love was a ray of light
And the angel he saw,
Was busy making love to the sunshine,
He was left out or was he chosen?"...the in depth meaning would be an imprint on the mind of the casual reader...keep more of your work coming!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the desire and reason for this poem. Ocean may separate people. But we need and want the same. I don't understand why our leaders don't talk and solve problems. We need the same. Food, housing and education. I like the flow and the ending of the outstanding poem.
Coyote